No peace on earth yet
Before the dawn
One hundred priests say a prayer
In expectation
They stand withdrawn
And all their promises laid bare

Now
On a Monday
Bright
Early morning
They run
For the only train

Then every bell
That ever rang
On england’s warm sunny days
And every bird '
That ever sang
And every brass band that played
The sound of kids
On village greens
The giant horse caravan
The market stalls
And steam machines
Would stir the heart of every man

Between the pages
Wild flowers were pressed
Until one day they’d be found
No explanation
They’d all been blessed
And then it all came around

Time
And the jealous eyes
Will be looking
Back
To a better place

When every door’s
Laid open wide
It’s not so rich but it’s true
That anyone
Can step inside
It’s been so long overdue
This fairytale
Will draw you near
And give you back the age of man
A shining star
The last frontier
Will take you back where you began

Going me
Somewhere
I’ll keep
Waiting so long
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Then every bell
That ever rang
On england’s warm sunny days
And every bird
That ever sang
And every brass band that played
The sound of kids
On village greens
The giant horse caravan
The market stalls
And steam machines
Would stir the heart of every man